Time moves in one direction, but love doesn't follow the same rules.
This poem is for a little girl who grew up — and took a piece of her father's heart with her.
Life has a way of moving faster than our hearts are ready for. But in every season — the joyful ones and the bittersweet ones — God remains faithful.
"Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning."
— Psalm 30:5
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